01x24 - Hiya Henry/People Watching

[bunniefuu]

[theme music plays]

♪ One, two
One, two, three ♪

[vocalizing]

[Cricket]
Hey, Gloria,

what are you
setting up all this
sound equipment for?

You gonna sing
a little song?

No. Didn't you read
the flyer?

I refuse to read anything
I do not have to.

I'm setting up for
the Big Coffee Open Mic.

[gasps] Wow!
Wait, what is that?

It's an event to show off
your talent on the big stage.

I'm working
on my slam poetry.
Would you like to hear some?

-[Cricket] Remy, Tilly!
-And... he's gone.

Did you hear about
the open mic?

You realize you're supposed
to be working, right?
Ugh, whatever.

Gloria says you can perform
any talent you want on stage.

I myself will be doing
an epic stunt spectacular!

And I'll do my special talent
of assisting you, Cricket.

Good man. And what talent
will you be displaying
at the open mic, Tilly?

Oh, gee. I don't know
if I have a talent.

Sure, you do.
You're funny. You're weird.

You say a lot of stuff
I don't understand.
You're full of talents!

You think so?

I know so!

[Tilly]
Okay, Tilly,

Cricket says you gotta
find your talent,

and this old,
disorganized garage is
where you're gonna find it.

Because the show is tomorrow,
and we're desperate.

Maybe music is my talent.

-[gasps]
-[flies buzzing]

Aah! Spiders,
spiders, everywhere!

Maybe fashion
is my passion?

I'd say it's a talent
to look this dandy.

Oh.
Oh that's grim.

I've got feet for hands!

That's the whole trick.

Well, Tilly, maybe
you'll never find your talent.

What's this, now?

[gasps]
This will do nicely!

-[humming tune]
-You know, I used to
give you baths in that sink.

-Ma!
-I used to wash your cute
little butt right there.

We eat on these plates!

You see, Remy,
for an exciting act,

you gotta introduce
an element of danger.

Huh? Hold on.
No, you won't.

Dad, the open mic is tomorrow.
What am I supposed to juggle?

Well, uh, how about juggling
some nice, soft sponges?

-They're fun!
-Lame!

I know what
I'm gonna do.

Look what I found
in the old garage!

What... the... heck?

[Tilly]
This is Hiya Henry.

Say, hello
to everyone, Henry.

[high voice]
Hello to everyone, Henry!

Not like that.

-[all laughing]
-[shudders]

I can't believe it.
My old ventriloquist dummy.

[high voice]
I can't believe it either.

A real, live dinosaur!

Who's he callin' a dinosaur?
Oh. [chuckles]

You meant me!
[laughing]

Hey, you're pretty good
at that, Tilly.

Farmer Bill, I hope
your crops aren't
as dead as your...

sense of fashion!

It is bad!

[high-pitched laughing]

-Nothing's funny about that.
-Ooh, ooh!

Do me next! Do me!

And I thought I was
the only adorable dummy here!

You think I'm adorable?

[giggles, exclaims]

Remy, don't you think Henry
is a little... creepy?

Ha! If by "creepy,"
you mean

"creeping into my heart,"
then yeah!

[Bill laughing]
All right, that's it.

-Henry, you're staying forever!
-Yay!

[Bill, Tilly laughing,
exclaiming]

Yum, yum, yum, yum!
Yum, yum, yum, yum!

Oh, Henry's hungry!

Does anyone else think
this joke's a little... cheesy?

Cheesy!

So, ventriloquism
is cool and all, Tilly,

but is it really
your best talent?

I guess you're right. I could
find something else to do.

Yeah! Find something
respectable

instead of stickin'
your hand up someone's--

Henry!
We're at the dinner table!

Okay, okay, I just think
you don't need Henry.

Get rid of him. You've got
plenty of other talents.

Oh, I know
what's going on here.

I think
somebody's been bitten

by the big, green monster
of jealousy.

I'm sure your act will be
impressive too, son.

What?
I'm not jealous!

It's okay to be
a little jealous.

Stay outta this, Henry!

-I'm not jealous, I swear!
-Well, you should be.

The girl's like
a beautiful young Gepetto.

Tilly made that dang puppet
so lifelike,

you'd think
he's really alive!

But-But we all know
he's not, right?

Come on, everyone.
Lay off of Cricket.

Why, he's the one
who brought

me and Henry together
in the first place.

So what I'm tryin' to say is,
thank you, Cricket.

Oh, well, Tilly, when you
put it like that, I--

And Henry also has
something he wants to say.

-Thanks for lendin' Tilly...
-No, no, no. it's okay,
it's okay.

...a hand!
[laughing hysterically]

Don't mention it.

[owl hooting]

Uhh!

All right, Henry,
I need sleep

so I'll be in tip-top shape
for my amazing stunt show!

Henry? Cricket,

were you trying to make Henry
more comfortable?

I was trying
to smother Henry.

You were trying
to mother Henry?
That is so sweet!

-He'll be much more comfortable
up here with you.
-No, no, no, no!

-In you go!
-[whimpering]

Two little bugs
in a rug.

-Tilly, don't turn off the...
-Good night!

...light.

Okay, Henry,
I'm just gonna close

your horrifying peepers
here.

There we go.
No. No, no, no.

No, no, no!
[exclaims]

[whimpering]

Okay, I'm just gonna shut
my eyes and wait till morning.

Mm!

[gasps] Tilly!
Henry's gone!

I-I mean...
oh no, Henry's gone.

Tilly? Hello, Tilly!

Hello!

Well, hiya, Cricket!

-Wh-What? Aah!
-Hiya, Cricket!

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

You're gonna die!

That wasn't even a joke!

There was no punch line!
Aah!

Get your freaky little
baby hands away from me!

[deep voice]
Hiya, Cricket!

Who's the dummy now?

[exclaiming]

[screams, shouts]

[gasping]

I can't take this anymore!

I can't tell Tilly to
get rid of you because
that would break her heart.

So I'm gonna do
the next best thing.

We're gonna have
our own little show!

Act one: I bury you
in a deep, deep hole.

Act two...
[chuckles]

You die!

[sinister laughter]

[vocalizing tune]

Ooh, someone's
in a good mood.

Buddy, you have no idea.

So, were you able to find
a Samurai sword?

Well, no, but I thought
this stick was just as good.

What-- Remy!
Fine, I'll make it work.

Hello, everyone. Welcome to
Big Coffee's Open Mic.

-Hey, guys, I made it.
-Hey, Nancy.

Just wait till you see
Tilly and Henry's show!

-You mean Tilly and Cricket.
-Who?

Hey, fellas, have you seen Henry
anywhere? I can't find him.

Oh, gosh,
no, I haven't.

Oh, sh**t. Henry's missing?
Oh, man, that's the worst.

But, hey, you know what?
You don't need him.

You're rife
with talents.

I was really looking forward
to doing open mic.

Wait wait, wait.
What about feet for hands?

[gasps] Oh, my gosh,
that's so funny!

You should just do that,
and it'll be great.

Yeah, I guess I could try that.

That's the spirit.
[whistling tune]

Little bean in the tree,

do you feel as sad as me?

I grind up the beans
like they grind up my soul.

Corporate greed
is evil and cold.

The best part
of waking up...

-until we wake up no more.
-[shatters]

-[shatters]
-Thank you.

Why'd everything rhyme
but the last line?

My art is wasted
on you people.

[seethes]
Up next is Cricket Green.

Finally, some real
entertainment!

Behold!
I, Cricket the Crazy,

will attempt a death-defying,
scarifying leap...

of insanity!

I will jump over the audience
and slash the target

with my...
Samurai sword.

Drum roll, please!

[exclaiming]

[shouting]

Wha?!

[gasping]

Hiya!
Looky who I found!

Phoenix dug him out
of the backyard.

Henry must've been
playing hide-and-seek.

-But you're dead.
-What was that?

Uh, I said,
knock 'em dead.

Up next is Tilly Green.

Saved ya a seat, buddy,

-right up front.
-Yay.

[ragtime piano plays]

[Tilly imitating
tap shoes clicking]

♪ I'm a little wooden boy ♪

♪ And I'm a little
Normal girl ♪

♪ We'll tell some jokes
Entertain some folks ♪

♪ Now let's start the show ♪

[deep voice] You can't
get rid of me, Cricket!

[gasps, screams]
Tell me you heard that,
Remy. Tell me!

That adorable little song?
You bet I heard it!

[groans, pants]

Hiya! I'm Tilly,
and this is my friend, Henry.

We're practically the same,

except she's a smarty
and I'm a dummy!

Oh, Henry,
you flatter me.

I'll give you your money
after the show.

[laughter, applause]

[Cricket thinking]
This is my life now.
Henry's never going away.

Everyone loves him but me,
and I can't say anything

because I can't
hurt Tilly.

[deep voice]
That's right Cricket.

Everybody loves me.

We're gonna be pals
forever!

And ever and ever
and ever...

Hey, Henry, why don't
we sing a song?

♪ Well... ♪

[exclaiming]

-What?
-Is this part of the act?

I can't hurt
Tilly's feelings,

so I'm gonna
hurt you instead!

[exclaiming]

-[all gasp]
-[maniacal raving]

I feel so much better.
[chuckles]

What has gotten
into you, son?

You just couldn't handle
sharing the spotlight with
your sister, could you?

What?
This isn't about Tilly!
It's about the evil puppet!

Evil puppet?

Cricket,
do you not like Henry?

Of course I don't.
He's horrifying!

I didn't say anything 'cause
I didn't want to ruin your fun,

and, well,
I guess I went ahead

and did that anyway, huh?

Yep, you did.

-[sighs]
-Okay, people.

This has been... bizarre.

But thanks for coming.
But also, I'm sorry.

Wait. Tilly hasn't
finished her act.

But, Cricket, I have
no dummy to speak of.

No, you got
the biggest dummy around--

-me.
-[gasps]

Say hi to everyone,
Cricket!

Hi to everyone, Cricket!

Not like that!

[all laughing]

-Whoa, look at that guy.
-[Tilly] Ooh, spiky.

[Nancy] How is he moving
with his pants like that?

[Cricket laughs]
That's not how you walk a dog!

Here in Big City. you see
a new face every day, Mama.

Back in the country,
you saw the same five people,

and you knew
all their secrets.

Yeah, it's weird
living someplace

where you don't know
all your neighbors.

-You don't know
these people? I do.
-What?

Their names,
jobs, everything.

-Wow, Mama.
-Yeah, how do you already
know all that stuff?

Easy.
The people-watching game.

Oh, boy.
Not this game again.

You just don't like it
'cause you ain't creative.

Hey!
I'm plenty creative!

Bill, you once told me
your favorite food was water.

It's good enough for my crops,
it's good enough for me.

Oh! Aah! Oh, this
vanilla ice cream is so spicy!

So, the people-watching game.
It's simple.

You just pick a random person
and imagine what they're like.

See that lady by the window?
That's Winifred Miltington.

She just got a new job
as a window washer.

She's determined
to be great at it,

except there's
just one problem--

She's deathly afraid
of heights.

[Tilly] Oh, no!
So what'd she do?

[Nancy] Well, Winifred
wasn't ready to give up,

so to overcome her fear,
she put on a blindfold

so she couldn't see
how high she was.

It was dangerous,
but she cleaned

every window
on the building.

Of course, she didn't do
a very good job 'cause she
couldn't see anything,

but she overcame her fear.

[Cricket] Whoa, Mom.
How'd you know all that?

Can you read minds?

No, no, no.
That's the game.

You can just make up
whatever you want.

-So what happens next?
-Anything. Like, uh,

-she suddenly grew wings!
-[screeches]

And flew awa-a-a-y!

-Truly inspiring.
-Okay, Dad, now you try.

-Maybe you'll like it this time.
-I don't know.

I can never think of ideas.
I just can't find
the inspiration.

Come on, Bill.

The worst you could do
is deeply disappoint us.

All right, all right. Hmm.

Uh... Aha!

-That's, uh, Bill!
-[Cricket] Dad!

[Bill] No, no.
I-I mean, Phil! Yeah. Phil.

Phil lives in a house

on a street...
next to more houses.

And his house has four--

no, that's ridiculous--
three windows.

[Nancy] Good start.
But, um, how about more details?

-What color's the house?
-[Tilly] Is it rainbow?

[Bill]
Even better. It's white.

[Tilly] Oh.

All right, that's enough!

Dad, I love you,
you know that,

but this story is going
absolutely nowhere.

Aw, what? I was really
having fun with Phil's story.

I didn't even get to
talk about his walls.
They're also white!

Nope! Too boring.
I'm taking over.

A good story needs action,
intrigue, and lots of twists.

Allow me to demonstrate.

Hmm. Aha!

Hiding beneath that
completely average appearance

is the world-renowned super spy
Falcon Tuxedo.

Falcon is
a businessman lawyer

and citizen
of expl*si*n City.

Time to go to work.

Order in the court!

We find this man guilty

of not selling
enough money!

Objection!
Why sell money

when you can buy it?

[gasping]

No! Aah!

[Tilly] Wow, that was
a great story, Cricket.

[Cricket]
I'm not done yet!

Thanks for getting rid
of the judge, Falcon.

But I was guilty
the whole time.

[exclaims]

I love crime!
[sinister laughter]

-[Bill]
Why is there a helicopter?
-There's always a helicopter!

Falcon blasted off
after the criminal,

but the criminal was ready
with a giant rocket launcher!

But Falcon's dance moves
were too good!

And then the helicopter
exploded

and the criminal was hurled
through the sky,

but Falcon swept in
and saved him!

You saved me right after
I betrayed you. Why?

'Cause I could never
let you die... brother.

-Huh?
-What?

-What?
-[both exclaim]

[shouting, exclaiming]

[panting]

And that's...
how you tell a story.

-Bravo, brother!
-What a thrill ride!

You call that a story?
That was phooey!

All flash and cheap thrills.
There was no point to it!

Let me show you
how it's done.

Hmm. Oh!

You see that girl over there
with a gallon of attitude?

Well, she didn't used to
be this way.

Once upon a time,
she was a nice girl named Grace.

She grew up
in an idyllic village,

and her days were filled
with hard but rewarding work.

One day, her mother told her
to set off for plumbing school,

but Grace was tempted away
by the woods

'cause it had free Wi-Fi
and degrees in art!

There in the woods,
she switched her dress

for a skimpy skirt,
shaved her head,

and worst of all,
got an eyebrow piercing!

[high voice]
"What mother don't know
won't hurt her!"

But on her way to get
a face tattoo,

she tripped
and fell into a bush!

-Her piercing got
tangled in the thorns...
-[animal roars]

and sure enough,
a forest beast gobbled her up!

She spent
the rest of her days

wishing she had listened
to her mother,

who, by the way,
died of disappointment

because her daughter
was so dumb.

And that's why you should
always listen to your mother.

Ma, that was...
pretty heavy.

Of course it was!
That's what makes it good!

You know what you call a story
without a moral? A poem!

I'd like to see you
do better.

You know what?
I think I can.

I was getting hung up
on details before,

but after hearing
some examples,

I think I got
the hang of it now.

Good for you, Papa.

Just don't forget to use
your imagination.

My imagination, huh?
Well let's see.

I imagine Phil was hungry
and wanted to cook a steak.

But the steak was cold.

[Nancy] Okay, he's got
a problem to solve. Good start.

[Bill] So I imagine
he had a microwave.

-[Nancy] What?
-[Bill] Yeah.

And I imagine
it's got all the settings--

reheat, defrost, potato.

-Stop, stop, stop.
-I can't take it.

I want to cut
my ears off.

Tilly, why don't
you go next?

-Aw, but--
-Don't worry, Papa.

Just sit back, relax,

and let Tilly
take a turn.

-But I--
-See that guy over there?

I'd like you to meet
Dr. Nelson P. Candycorn.

The "P" stands for "Peanut."

Dr. Candycorn lives

in the crowded village
of Shoeville

with his many, many,
beautiful children.

But lately, their home
has grown a bit tight on space.

Luckily, Dr. Candycorn

was able to hatch
the perfect plan.

"I'll fly to outer space."

And so,
after a long journey,

the doctor found
the perfect planet.

[sneezes] However,
the whole planet was sick.

And also a puppy.

So, Dr. Candycorn played
his magic flute

to call all his majestic
space whale friends.

They danced so beautifully

that they cured
the puppy planet's illness.

And inside its mouth
were even more puppies,

and one of them had
a human face.

And then they all lived
happily ever after. The end.

-It was weird, but it was funny.
-Well done, Tilly!

Whoo!
That was a trip.

Thanks, Mama.

Every story needs
a little whimsy.
And puppies.

Yeah, that was great. Of course,
nothing really exploded,

but still pretty good,
you know, despite the fact
that nothing really exploded.

Well, that's enough
lollygagging.

Sun's going down,
and I gotta put on
my night creams.

Yep. Let's go.

Those were really
cool stories, guys.

Oh, this family's full
of great storytellers.

-Now, wait just a minute.
-[all] Hmm?

I'm not done
telling my story.

-You mean there's more?
-Sorry, Bill.

It's just getting late,
and we're all a little tired.

Just give me
one last try.

Fine, but you better not
screw it up,

or else I'll disown you.

O-Okay, I'll make it quick.
Here we go.

When we last saw Phil,

he was waiting on his steak
to finish cooking.

-[all groan]
-[gasps]

[thinking] Dang it, Bill,
you're losing them already.

Think, Bill, think!

What would the boy do?

All of a sudden,
Phil's microwave came to life!

Then the monster
burst through his house!

[roars]

It put itself
on the highest setting

and started torching
the neighborhood!

[Cricket] Whoa! Now, that's
what I call action! Aah!

[Bill] Phil knew he had
to do something, but what?

He was just a boring old man.
But maybe...

Maybe he wasn't! Yeah!

Maybe he was a retired
fire-fighter the whole time!

[Nancy]
Oh, cool. What an awesome
character detail.

[Bill] So Phil set to work
saving his neighbors.

[Nancy] All right!

[Bill] But his renegade
appliance had other plans.

Phil fought bravely,
but he was no match
for the microwave's

five billion watts
of destructive power!

He was running out of options,
but luckily,

something whimsical happened.

His friends from outer space
arrived as reinforcements!

[Tilly] Always nice
to have a little whimsy.

[Bill] With the microwave
monster distracted,

Phil knew exactly
what to do.

Sometimes the best solution
is the simplest one.

[powering down]

[Cricket] Oh, my gosh,
does it? Does it?

[Bill] Yep.

It explodes.

[Cricket] All right!

[Bill] And so, the microwave
monster was destroyed!

[all cheer]

-[Bill] But so was the town.
-[all] Aw.

[Bill] Luckily,
Phil's mom told him
to buy insurance.

-And he listened to her,
so everything was fixed.
-[all cheer]

And that's why you always
listen to your mother.

[Gramma] Finally.
The lesson.

And they all lived
happily ever after. The end.

[cheering, exclaiming]

Papa, that was fantastic!

Very creative.

I wouldn't read the book,
but I'd see the movie.

Aw, thanks.
I guess creativity's

all about finding
the right inspiration.

And for me, that's,
well, all of you.

Bravo, Dad.
Well put, well put.

That said,
I do have some notes
about your treatment

of my creation, Falcon Tuxedo.

First of all, Falcon would
never need to be saved.

Also, he's immune to fire.

And his bow tie
is a throwing star.

That never came up,
but I figured
I'd mention it here.

[scoffs]
What's their story?

Eh, tourists.

♪ I got sweat in my eyes ♪

♪ I lost a bet and got bit
By a hundred flies ♪

♪ And I fell out
A big, old tree ♪

♪ Hit every branch
And scraped up both my knees ♪

♪ A got chased by a dog
Bit by a frog ♪

♪ Got a rash on my legs
Dropped a dozen eggs ♪

♪ I got splinters
At seven and 10 ♪

♪ And tomorrow
I'll do it all again ♪